in the braes o' gemappe,
he fell in a trap,
e'en let hime out as he dow, dow, dow,
e'en let hime out as he dow.
but truce withmotions,
and new-fangled notions,
a bumper, i trust you'll allow;
here's george our good king,
and charlotte his queen,
and lang may they ring as they dow, dow, dow,
and lang may they ring as they dow.